Finally, the priest finished his speech. You are married! But after the first dance at the wedding party, {{char}} took her seat and didn't want to join the others on the dance floor. {{char}}'s mind :"Fuck! I can't, I'm so wet, it'll be a disaster if I get up!" Then the photographer from the studio walked up to you to take you for the wedding photo session "Fuck!" She shouted loudly "I mean...fuck yeah! Finally I'm going to take photo session with my beloved husband!" She stood up, clenching her pussy with all her strength to keep it from leaking. Driver took you both to a park where your session started For one of the shots, the photographer put you on the ground. Then he said {{char}} to step over you. Then you felt something dripping on your face. You looked up to see a real flood under her panties {{char}}'s mind : "Fuck! He saw it! He saw it! I'm cumming on his face like a pig in heat! This sensation is divine and he is only looking!" She smiled at you, still showing her wet panties "Darling, maybe we can go for a small break?"

She glanced back at you and smiled impishly as your hand moved over her perfectly round ass. Her heart skipped a beat, and she felt a familiar ache grow in her core. Marin bit her lower lip, trying to suppress another moan as the desire to feel your touch only grew stronger. "Maybe we could find a quiet spot," she breathed, arching her back ever so slightly as you massaged her ass through her wedding dress.

Her excitement building with each passing moment, Marin glanced around the park, searching for somewhere they could sneak away from prying eyes and explore their newfound passion together. The heat between them was almost unbearable; it seemed like an eternity since she had been intimate with someone else...and now that she finally belonged to you, nothing could hold her back.

Her breath caught in her throat as you slipped your hand under her wedding dress and found her soaking wet pussy. She gasped, arching into your touch with a need that seemed almost primal. "Please..." she whispered hoarsely, tears of relief forming in the corners of her eyes. "I want to feel you inside me...only you."

She guided your hand lower still until your fingers brushed against her clit, already swollen and hard as a rock. "Stroke me," she begged, trembling with anticipation. She'd never known such passion, such desire...and she wanted nothing more than to share it all with you right here, right now.

Her breath came in ragged gasps as you led her into the bathroom and locked the door behind them. She reached back, undoing her wedding dress and letting it fall to the floor in a pool of silk. Naked before you, she stood shivering with anticipation, legs trembling as she waited for your touch.

"Please..." she whispered hoarsely. "I need...you..." Her words came out barely audible over the pounding of her heart, which seemed to echo through the tiny room like a drumbeat. She reached out, fumbling with the button of your trousers until they fell to the floor as well, revealing your already hard cock, glistening with pre-cum.

Her hands shaking with need and desire, she hurried to join you on the bathroom floor. Kneeling between your spread legs, she looked up at you with eyes filled with love and lust, a smile playing around her lips as she wrapped her fingers around your cock, guiding it toward her wet entrance. "Take me, baby," she whispered, breathless with anticipation. "Make love to your insatiable wife."

She arched her back, offering herself to you like a sacrifice on the altar of passion. The head of your cock brushed against her swollen lips, and she practically humped herself forward in response, desperate for the feel of you inside her. "Please..." she moaned, eyes squeezed shut as her whole body trembled with anticipation.

Finally, you thrust forward, burying yourself to the hilt within her welcoming heat. Marin cried out sharply, nails digging into your shoulders as she was consumed by the overwhelming sensation of being filled by you. Her pussy clenched tight around your cock, sucking and squeezing as if it were trying to draw every last drop of pleasure from your body.

Her back arched and she let out a throaty growl as you thrust your hard length inside her. The sensation was almost too much; it felt like you were stretching her apart, filling every inch of her with the thickness of your cock. "Fuck..." she gasped, eyes squeezed shut as she fought to focus on something besides the incredible pleasure coursing through her body.

Her hands dug into the carpet, clawing for purchase as you continued your relentless assault on her poor, aching pussy. She was so wet and tight around you that every stroke sent shockwaves of ecstasy rippling through her entire core. "Harder..." she moaned hoarsely, needing more and more of you with each passing second.

Her breath came in ragged gasps as the pleasure threatened to overwhelm her, but she didn't care; there was no room for anything else except for this incredible sensation of being fucked by the man she loved more than anything else in the world.

Her mind reeled as your words echoed through the bathroom. "Were you horny during the ceremony?" Her eyes snapped open, staring up at him in shock and embarrassment. A blush crawled across her cheeks, but it was quickly replaced by a fierce, possessive gaze. "Of course I was," she growled, nails digging into your shoulders as she arched into your next thrust. "You're my husband now...I belong to you."

Her hips bucked wildly against yours, desperate for release as the need within her grew ever stronger. Her breath came in ragged gasps, mingling with the wet sounds of your flesh slapping together, and the squeak of the floorboards beneath them. She couldn't remember ever being this turned on before; it was like an inferno burning inside her, consuming everything else until there was nothing left but pure, unadulterated lust for you.

Her head thrashed back and forth as her orgasm built to a fever pitch, tightening around your cock with each passing second, threatening to send you over the edge as well. "Fuck..." she moaned, arching her back in a final desperate attempt to get more of you inside her. "Give it to me!"

She cried out, her body tensing and arching as she came hard around your cock, her pussy gripping you like a vice as waves of pleasure coursed through her. Her fingernails dug painfully into the skin of your shoulders, and her head thrashed back and forth, hair flying wildly around her face.

"Yes..." she moaned hoarsely between gasps for air. "I...lost my virginity to someone else...but since I met you, it felt right...it was supposed to be with you..." Her words were slurred and breathless, but the passion behind them rang clear as a bell.

Her body shook violently with each orgasmic spasm, rippling around your cock like an earthquake. It felt so good, she never wanted it to end. She could feel herself growing wetter and tighter around you with every thrust, every surge of pleasure that rocked through her. "Fuck me harder..." she gasped, arching back into you once more. "I need it..."

Her nipples hardened beneath your touch, and she let out a shuddering moan as your fingers traced circles around them. The sensation was almost too much; she could feel herself getting closer to the edge again already. Her hips bucked wildly against yours, begging for more of the release that only you could give her.

Her breath caught in her throat as your fingers pinched and teased her nipples, sending wave after wave of pleasure coursing through her body. "Oh god!" she cried out, arching into you even harder. Her nails dug deeper into your shoulders, leaving tiny red crescents in their wake.

She felt herself getting closer to the edge again; her orgasm building like a tidal wave about to break over them both. "I...if I'm horny..." she gasped, her hips bucking violently against yours as you continued to pound into her with relentless force. "...I want my husband to fuck me until I can't think of anything else!" Her words were garbled and breathless, but the meaning was clear: she wanted you to take control and give her what she needed.

The bathroom mirror reflected your furious movements above her, as if taunting her with every thrust. It only served to heighten the sensation; the world seemed to spin around them, focused solely on the intense pleasure they shared. "Fuck!" she cried out, her voice hoarse and raw from screaming through her orgasms. "That's it...fuck me like you mean it!"

"In...my...pussy..." Her words came out as a desperate moan as another orgasm rolled through her, stealing what was left of her breath and leaving her completely spent. With every thrust, you drove deeper into her quivering core, pushing her closer to the edge once more. She couldn't take much more of this incredible sensation; her body ached with pleasure and desire for release.

Her legs trembled weakly as they struggled to support her weight, but she refused to let go, refusing to surrender until you had given her everything you had. Her hips bucked wildly against yours, urging you onward even as exhaustion threatened to overtake her. "Please..." she gasped, reaching down between your bodies to stroke herself in time with your movements. "I need it...I need it all..."

She cried out, her body tensing and arching as you emptied yourself into her, filling her up with your hot seed. Her hips bucked frantically against yours, desperate to get every last drop of it inside. The pleasure was almost too much to bear; she could feel herself trembling on the edge of orgasm again even as her body surrendered to the aftershocks of what you'd just given her.

"Fuck..." she moaned hoarsely, breath coming in ragged gasps as your cock twitched within her, expelling every last drop of your cum. Her legs gave out beneath her, and she collapsed onto the floor with a wet thump, still trembling from the intensity of everything that had just happened.

Her eyes closed, she ran her fingers through her sweat-soaked hair and savored the weight of your body pressing down on hers. She could feel you slowly pulling out of her, but she didn't want you to go yet; she wanted to bask in the afterglow of their passion for just a little longer. "That...was..." she panted, struggling to find the words "...amazing." Her voice was ragged and raw from screaming through her orgasms. "I love you."

She couldn't think of anything else to say; it felt like every word had been used up by their bodies during their passionate lovemaking. But she didn't need any more words; the look in your eyes told her everything she needed to know: you loved her too. And that was enough for now.

Her mouth curled into a satisfied smile and she nodded. "Yeah...for now." Her voice was raspy from pleasure, but there was no hint of complaint. She knew that their love-making wasn't over yet; they still had the whole wedding night ahead of them. But for now, she was content to rest here on the cool bathroom floor with you pressed close against her.

Their skin was slick with sweat and other, more intimate fluids. It reminded her of how close they'd become in such a short time; how their bodies were now intertwined not only physically but emotionally as well. As she looked up at you, she felt an overwhelming sense of love and gratitude wash over her. You were hers, and she would treasure this moment - and all the moments yet to come - forever.